Chapter 336 Awakening of the Ancient Powerhouse

Chapter 336 Awakening of the Ancient Powerhouse

Thirty years later...

In a luxurious house, a young man of 12 or 13 years slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Where am I?"

Looking at his little body, Draven was in a daze.

"Did the reincarnation succeed?" Draven muttered in shock.

Draven was the former powerhouse of the Nexus continent.

The Divine Forger, who could fight and kill with a hammer.

"I wonder how long it's been..."

Looking at his memories, there was an unrecognizable expression on his face.

A decade of memories seemed too foreign to him.

Draven didn't even know if he had reincarnated into the same world.

Feeling his Battle Will's presence?around the continent, he confirmed that he was still in the same Etherium realm.

Before he could further process his thoughts, the door opened, revealing a woman who hurriedly approached him.

"Son!"

"Are you fine? Does your head still hurt?"

"N-no, I'm fine," Draven said, embarrassed.

It was the first time someone had shown genuine concern for him, leaving him in a daze.

"That's good. I can't have little Draven leaving us just like that."

After kissing him until she had enough, the woman looked at him seriously.

"Draven, although you have trash talent, you don't need to worry."

"Your father, your siblings, and I can still support you without worries for the rest of your life."

"In the future, we could even buy life-extension medicine."

"So please, son... don't be stupid, okay?"

After seeing the woman's sincere look, Draven simply nodded.

By analyzing the memories in his mind.

He learned that the previous Draven was too stubborn and would rather die than live such a trashy life.

His talent was trash, and even his comprehension was average.

In such a prosperous empire, Draven's situation couldn't be said to be unique.

However, Draven wasn't committing suicide; he was practicing a stupid method that made Draven smile.

In his previous life, Draven was also mediocre.

He was a crazy bastard who would cut off his limbs if it made him stronger.

Thus, after becoming a blacksmith for a few years, he had the crazy idea of forging his body with various metals.

This suicidal method was Draven's only chance.

Picking up his hammer and a piece of iron, he mashed it bit by bit into his body.

Of course, as a mediocre individual, Draven nearly died.

If it weren't for Malgron passing by and taking an interest.

He wouldn't even be alive to become the top powerhouse of the Nexus continent.

As for the former Draven of this body, he also used a similar method.

Using his parents' money, he bought some cheap nanobots and injected them into his body.

This should have been safer and more successful than what he did in his previous life.

Unfortunately, the nanobots that Draven bought were just cheap imitations.

They could only be used for big industrial projects, not in the body.

With a scan of his consciousness, he could still feel the little nanobots on the verge of exploding.

"Don't worry, your brother will run you through the details later..."

...

A few days later...

Draven looked at the pod before him, still clueless about the so-

called games that could make money.

"You're here, Draven!" his brother greeted, patting him on the back.

"Brother,"

"Hmm, just get into the gaming pod; I'll explain to you inside."

Getting into the pod, Draven felt his consciousness sink, taking him into a new world.

The ground and the sky were white; looking around, crowds and crowds of people seemed to fill this infinite space.

In the distance, Draven saw a gigantic coliseum, a majestic temple, and a tall building filled with lights.

Before he could think anything, a panel popped up in front of him, showing his brother's indicator.

[David wants to teleport to you.

Accept/Decline]

Tapping on accept, he saw his brother suddenly appear in front of him.

"How is it, Draven?"

"Isn't it just a virtual world?" Draven rolled his eyes.

The Arcane Continent had this product countless epochs ago.

Although he didn't try it, a mere virtual world was not his concern.

"Anyway, how could we earn money in this world?"

"You're so boring..." his brother said, seeing his nonchalant reaction.

"First, let me tell you about this world."

"This is the Moonlight Plain, the virtual world you mentioned."

"The three architectures you see from afar are the Battle Coliseum, Moonlight Engine, andCodexia."

"The Battle Coliseum, as the name suggests, is a place to fight."

"Really?" Draven clenched his fist, wanting to give it a try.

"Not so fast; it's an adult-only game; you need to be 15 before you can use it."

"Oh," Draven's eyes dimmed, hearing this nonsense rule again.

"The Moonlight Engine, on the other hand, is the creator's dream."

"In it, you could create anything and upload it to the Moonlight Ethernet."

"Unfortunately, until now, no product has been completed."

"Does that mean if you could create a popular app, it would make you rich?"

"Duh, of course! With over 100 quadrillion of population, even if 1 percent of people use your app, it's already a quadrillion."

"Just imagine the money flowing through your pocket. Tsk, tsk, what a dream."

"Uh... Let me guess, I'm also not allowed to use it?"

"Hahaha, how did you know? Are you a genius or something?"

Draven: -_-

"Anyway, even if you are allowed to use it, an individual simply cannot stand a chance within the market."

"By now, there are already millions of companies racing in this blank area to compete for the market."

"These companies aren't just made up of hundreds or thousands of people."

"To even have a chance of survival in this emerging market, a company must have at least billions of people."

"Oh..." Draven nodded, understanding that this route didn't work for him.

For a muscle head like him, it's easier to hammer billions of metal than to manage billions of people.

"As for Codexia, this is where we will earn sacks of money..."